In Search Of Living Stones

Month: December, 2013

Two-Thousand and Thirteen

Come New Years Eve tomorrow night, I think I will be heaving a huge sigh of relief.
This year, in comparison to last year, feels polar opposite. Simply because it felt static, boring and almost wasted.
Some highlights were:
A family reunion in New Zealand, enjoying each others company and the LOTR scenery.
I love hanging out with my mums side of the family and we always have a lot of fun when we do spend some time together.
I completed Cert IV in TESOL and a Cert III in Education Support. I did learn that I love working with Culturally and Linguistically Diverse communities and in education settings.
Moving to a new city.
Landing my dream(albeit short term) job.

Despite all these wonderful things, this year still felt flat. Part of the reason was that I wasn’t over my reverse culture shock until the middle of the year. Eight months. That’s how long it took for me to be okay with being back home, 2 more months then I was away for. It was frustrating, painful and lonely. I either ostracized, or was ostracized from all my old friends and none of my new friends understood me. I was always talking about Israel/Palestine or Arabic, or some Arab country and usually it was completely out of context. And to top it all off, I had some pretty unpopular opinions.
It was hard.

Those words have been staring there for the last hour, staring at me. ‘It was hard.’ What do I follow that with? ‘But NOW everything is rainbows and kittens, yay!’
I still miss it, I still tell the same stories over and over again, I still talk too much about subjects not everyone cares about. I’m still lonely.
But I am okay with being in Australia. Finally. I’m even okay with living here for a long time.
A lot of it has to do with moving to Darwin and discovering how much I LOVE working in education.

I am excited for 2014. I am excited to continue working in education, studying for my Diploma and travelling some more.

See ya later 2013, I won’t miss you.


Some thoughts on Christmas from someone who doesn’t celebrate it


Nativity set made of Olive wood from Bethlehem.

As a result of a few interesting events in the past, my family doesn’t celebrate Christmas.
Never have, probably never will.
We get together with the family(when possible), look at Christmas lights and sometimes I even bake gingerbread houses.
But I have never actually celebrated Christmas.

Despite this, I am fully immersed in Christian culture so I’m not immune to Christian Christmas culture.
And to be honest, I’m not a big fan.
Something I have noticed is Christian culture loves to talk about The Spirit Of Christmas. I think I’ve figured this out as being generous and kind-hearted and simply Christ-like.
Christian Culture loves talking about Christmas but I hear very little about the incarnation.
I have heard many a message on how not to get caught up in gift giving(but to still give, because, y’know, spirit of Christmas and stuff), on how to different and show the world that Christmas is ours.
As a millennial raised in church I get tired of motivational sermons and fluff talks about ‘how to live a Christian life’ etc. but I love hearing about Jesus. The idea that the divine became human, the Word-flesh, gives me goosebumps.
And it gives me hope.
Hearing (for the hundredth time) about how to get into the spirit of Christmas, does not.